Douluo Continent: My Sharingan is a bit unorthodox

Night slowly descended.

Ye Qiu, who had spent the whole day shopping with the three women, was leading them to the Soto Grand Arena.

Last night, although I used my self-created soul skill.

However, in that case, it is far from enough to train oneself and increase proficiency.

Therefore, fighting spirit is also very necessary for Ye Qiu.

"Ye Qiu, let's go register a group name first!"

As soon as they entered the Soul Arena, Ning Rongrong couldn't wait to team up with Ye Qiu.

"Okay, no problem! Xiaowu, Zhuqing, you two go in first!"

"Okay, I understand, Xiao Qiu!"

Zhu Zhuqing nodded and followed Xiao Wu inside.

Soon, the group met up in the waiting room.

"Huh? Zhu Qing is going on stage so soon?"

"That's right! Her opponent is a level 36 Soul Master!"

Xiao Wu got up to greet them, taking one arm from each of them, and then sat down again.

Ye Qiu could have two women on his left and right, enjoying the bliss of having multiple wives.

Following Xiao Wu's guidance, it became clear that the opponent's spirit rings didn't even meet the optimal ratio.

Zhu Zhuqing didn't even need to activate the Shadow Spider Spear; the battle was already almost over.

"Ladies and gentlemen! Next, please welcome our Soul Master Ye Qiu and Soul Master Zhang Tan. Their martial souls are the Sharingan and the Wind-Swallowing Beast, respectively! Let's give them a warm round of applause as they come to the stage!"

As they were watching, Ye Qiu's name was suddenly called out on one of the battle arenas.

"Go, Xiao Qiu! Mwah~" Xiao Wu hugged his arm and immediately gave him a sweet kiss.

Ning Rongrong, who was standing next to her, followed suit and kissed Ye Qiu on the face.

"Hey~ I'm cheering you on too! It'll be more fun if we finish early and go on stage together!"

"Don't worry, we'll definitely win!" Ye Qiu smiled confidently and pinched Ning Rongrong's soft cheek.

"Wait here for me!"

……

After walking through a brightly lit passage, Ye Qiu arrived smoothly at the Soul Battle Platform.

Opposite him was a lean man in his early twenties with long hair, slightly sunken cheeks, and a red birthmark on his neck.

"Wow~ Woo~!"

Ye Qiu's appearance is still quite enviable.

The ladies, young girls, and aunties in the stands couldn't help but scream.

"Hmph! A bunch of vulgar beauties... infatuated girls!" Ning Rongrong snorted coldly from below the stage, but her eyes remained fixed on Ye Qiu.

"Now! The battle begins!"

Without much communication or preparation, the battle officially began after the host's voice faded.

"Martial Soul! Activate!"

Zhang Tan, on the other side, let out a low shout, and three spirit rings, two yellow and one purple, appeared beneath his feet.

Suddenly, a strange beast that Ye Qiu had never seen before appeared behind him.

Its entire body is greenish-wax color, with no hair, only skin.

It has horns on its head and resembles a cow.

It has a tail behind it, like a dog.

The limbs are short and close to the body.

What's most eye-catching is its large belly, resembling that of a pig.

"Possessed by a martial spirit!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Wind-Swallowing Beast slowly merged into Zhang Tan's body.

His skin turned green, horns grew on his head, his mouth became much larger, and his belly swelled up.

In contrast, the commotion on Ye Qiu's side was much smaller.

Three tomoe swirled out from within the pupils of his eyes, turning them blood red.

With his blue hair and bloodshot eyes, he appeared somewhat eerie.

Three spirit rings, two yellow and one purple, appeared at his feet.

"Young man, watch out!"

Da da da!

Zhang Tan is a level 37 Soul Master, belonging to the offensive type.

The addition of the martial spirit did not increase his speed much, and after his body became bloated, he could not go fast either.

Ye Qiu's three-tomoe Sharingan was enough to see all his movements, even the flow of his soul power.

As Zhang Tan rapidly approached Ye Qiu, the first spirit ring beneath his feet began to flash.

"First Soul Skill, Wind Devouring!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his mouth widened again, and an invisible vortex appeared.

Ye Qiu suddenly felt a strong wind pressure pressing down on him.

Zhang Tan opened his mouth wide and kept inhaling air into his stomach.

Ye Qiu's steps were almost off the ground, and his breathing became somewhat difficult.

Instead of standing still, Ye Qiu conjured a Rasengan in his hand and sent it flying directly into the mouth.

Zhang Tan's expression hardened as he realized the power contained within that small wisp of soul energy.

The second spirit ring beneath his feet lit up immediately.

Second Soul Skill: Dejection!

Zhang Tan closed his mouth, and a sudden gust of wind blew out from his navel, with wind blades hidden within it.

The Rasengan was blown away by the wind, and dozens of wind blades attacked Ye Qiu.

"This martial soul is truly peculiar! Is the first soul skill the foundation for the second soul skill?"

A strange light flashed in Ye Qiu's eyes, and he had already made a preliminary judgment in his mind.

Her footsteps left trails of afterimages, her half-long hair flowed freely, and her ghostly figure captivated the heart.

After creating some distance, Ye Qiu suddenly spat out a fireball more than two meters in diameter, which he blasted towards Zhang Tan.

Bang!

Zhang Tan turned around, his navel facing the fireball that Ye Qiu spat out.

The collision of the hurricane and the flames was as spectacular as fireworks.

Without pausing, Ye Qiu continued to spit out several fireballs, to the left, center, and right!

There are options in every direction.

"Third Soul Skill, Whirlwind Stream!"

The horns on his head suddenly glowed and grew much larger.

The wind blades that had not yet dissipated in the air rushed towards his horns, and the airflow enveloped the horns.

A slight breeze acts as a protective barrier.

The rest transformed into two drill-like cyclones, interspersed with shattered wind blades.

With two 'drills' protruding from his body, Zhang Tan charged headlong into Ye Qiu.

Ye Qiu's Fireball crumbled under his third soul skill.

It even swept in some flames mixed in, aiming at Ye Qiu's head.

Original Soul Skill: Freeze!

Ye Qiu held his breath and concentrated, unleashing the extreme cold power from the Yin-Yang Eyes within his body.

When the index and middle fingers are brought together, a blue, soccer ball-sized sphere appears at the fingertips.

As Ye Qiu pointed forward, the sphere in his hand suddenly compressed, becoming a ray the size of a thumb, which shot towards Zhang Tan's head.

click!

A few sounds appeared, and the ground beneath Zhang Tan's feet was covered with a layer of frost.

The constantly rotating vortex was also affected by the icy power, and slowly, Zhang Tan froze on the spot.

It looks like an ice sculpture.